After rolling three-woman breakaways in the previous two races, I came into Clamfest hoping to get off the front in a small group. I knew Gina and Kendall would be attacking every lap, so I was extra-attentive and ready to cover anything so I didn't miss out. In retrospect, I may have been a bit too eager to push as hard as I could to follow each of their moves. We did 7 ~40 second efforts up the finishing hill (plus coverage of some bonus attacks!) and while we whittled the field down to 7 riders in total, we couldn't get it much smaller than that. The lights started to feel like they were going out the penultimate time up the hill, and in the finale I fully imploded, limped across the line for 6th, and then went to lay down underneath a tree for a bit until I stopped feeling like my body was shutting down.